MTL - It’s a Stepmother, Not a Sister [70s]-Chapter 108 musical instrument

On the other end of the phone, Qi Yan asked Zhao Yinghua when he would pass.

In a few months, Zhao Yinghua has been with Xiaowu for a year. Cheng Mingxi has been asking when her mother-in-law will come back these days. Qi Yan originally wanted to follow her mother's wishes. But my daughter-in-law couldn't help but listen, so she called to ask.

Besides, Huihui is still young now, so she also has to help to watch.

"Mom, don't you want to come and see Cheng Cheng?"

"Then you send the photo of your grandson, you don't know it, I don't get along well with your wife and mother, besides, to take care of a child of this size, it is enough to have an elder there , more likely to quarrel."

"Her mother has to go back for the New Year."

"Co-authoring remember me now?"

"No, no, Mom, don't get me wrong... It's not like I've seen you in the past New Years, and I haven't seen anyone this year—"

"Isn't it less time for Xiao Wu to celebrate the New Year with me?"

…

Zhao Yinghua hung up the phone and walked home.

Cheng Mingxi looked at her husband who came back and asked, "Where's your mother? Have you decided to come back?"

"My mother decided to stay at Xiaowu and not come back."

"Why?! She helped take care of Qi Yue, and now it's Qi Hui, so Cheng Cheng doesn't care about our family? Isn't he also her grandson? See you later?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Didn't my mother say to bring Cheng Cheng last year? It was you who called your mother over and told his grandma to take it with you. What are you talking about my mother now? See you soon."

"You've followed your words, are you still not satisfied?"

Comrade Xiao Huihui is very energetic. After his father finally changed his "holding his thighs" posture, he continued to make persistent efforts and climbed up his father's chest.

The little paw grabbed Qi Heng's shirt hard, hey hey hey hey hey hey hey tugged the clothes and climbed up to the shoulders of the father, almost gnawing, the whole soft body was lying on Qi Heng His shoulders, revealing two halves of his rounded buttocks.

When I feel uncomfortable, I try to shake my feet, and a series of words with unclear meaning come out of my mouth: "Well? Eat..."

Qi Heng was expressionless and let this brat use himself as a "mountain" to climb.

.

When Zhao Yinghua, who was still holding things in her heart, saw the two father and son, she couldn't help laughing, "Why did you let the child climb here?"

"Isn't it enough to hold it well?"

Qi Heng: "...?"

Qi Heng also felt inexplicable, Xiao Huihui was in the arms of her grandmother and mother, and she was honestly nestled in their arms, and did not mess around, but once she was in Qi Heng's arms , followed up with the amusement park-like crawling around.

This little guy is quite good at watching people eat.

Dad Qi, who thought so, gently squeezed on the cub's butt, and the cub felt his father's movements, hummed a few times in dissatisfaction, and kicked his arms and legs together.

When Jiang Shuangling came back with Qi Yue and Jiang Che, Comrade Xiao Huihui was still relying on her father and did not come down. Lying on Qi Heng's lap, he tried his best to turn over with his hands and feet.

When Jiang Shuangling came back and saw this scene, she almost didn't laugh stupidly. Qi Heng, who was ravaged, and the cub who tried to turn the salted fish over, there was a sense of disobedience in the true harmony of the picture. Harmony, there is natural harmony in disobedience and harmony.

So it seems that their cubs have a lot of exercise today.

"Mom?" After seeing Jiang Shuangling back, Comrade Xiao Huihui was finally willing to abandon her father's amusement park, happily stretched out her little paws, and tried to throw herself into her mother's arms.

Seeing this, Qi Heng breathed a sigh of relief.

It's almost time for relief.

Who knew Jiang Shuangling shook her head, "Mom will take a bath first and then hug you."

Xiao Huihui's claws hadn't reached his mother, and the person disappeared again. He pouted his baby's fat little face, turned around and kicked his father's belly, hehehe Xiu grabbed the hem of Qi Heng's clothes and continued his unfinished business.

Qi Heng: "…"

at every turn.

—No more energy to move.

Qi Heng frowned and glanced at the little brat, even Jiang Shuangling noticed his eyes, "What's the matter with you, what are you looking at?"

Qi Heng: "How..."

"The child is very good."

Qi Heng: "…"

The question is why he is motionless.

"He's not like that in my arms."

Jiang Shuangling laughed: "I guess it's because you've been playing with your father for a long time, and he's tired. You can see that he doesn't want to move."

Qi Heng pursed his lips: "I didn't play with him."

"Xiao Huihui thinks you are playing with him."

"I saw him having a good time with you when I got back."

Qi Heng: "…"

Comrade Qi feels that raising children requires mysterious and incomprehensible routines.

The family had dinner at night, and Jiang Shuangling handed Xiao Huihui to Qi Heng again, so that the father and son could develop their relationship happily. Their family Xiao Huihui has really developed a hobby recently, that is, he likes to be in The old father crawled around.

Other people in the family are too small and their muscles are not strong enough, that is, Qi Heng's body can satisfy him.

It was fun to climb up!

Qi Heng rested on the bed with his hands on his chin, like a big tree, allowing the caterpillars on his body to crawl around.

Occasionally reach out and correct the direction of the caterpillar.

"Fuck?"

"Can you sit down?"

"Ah?"

…

Can't communicate with cubs who don't understand human language.

The child was thrown to her father, Jiang Shuangling took a chance to talk to Zhao Yinghua, and talked about what she heard in Mr. He today.

"Mom, do you want to be a calligraphy teacher at the Mountain City Children's Palace?"

Zhao Yinghua was really frightened when she heard the words of her little daughter-in-law, "What calligraphy teacher?"

"It is to teach children to practice calligraphy."

Zhao Yinghua hesitated, "Can I do this?"

"Why can't you do it? Mom, your calligraphy is very beautiful."

"But I've never worked for so many years, and I'm still so old..."

"Age is not a problem, Mr. He is not too young... Everyone never attends a meeting, Mom, if you are interested, just try it, if you don't want it, forget it."

"I have to think about it, I want to think about it all night."

"Okay, Mom, don't worry, you can think about it for a few more days."

He trembled, buzzing in his head, and the whole person seemed to be floating in the clouds.

Zhao Yinghua originally thought that she would raise her grandchildren like this all her life, but she never thought that there was a new possibility.

She has never participated in any serious job in her life. When she is in her 50s or 60s, when others should retire, she is looking for another job?

…seems like that too.

Zhao Yinghua got up the next day with dark circles under her eyes and told Jiang Shuangling that she was willing to try.

"Then go try, Mom, come on."

Jiang Shuangling brought a few cubs to cheer her on, and Zhao Yinghua also wore red koi pants to go to the Children's Palace in Shancheng to try to take a class. .

Zhao Yinghua is very happy, she is now a person who relies on her own labor to get wages, and it is more comfortable to go out and do something instead of being bored at home all the time, especially listening to a group of little guys calling her Teacher, don't mention how comfortable it is.

She called the second child and said that she could not pass, "I will become a calligraphy teacher here and teach the children calligraphy... It's very good."

"How did you become a teacher? Mom... why did you suddenly think of becoming a calligraphy teacher?"

"It's nothing, I raised your five sons, can't Mom find a job yet?"

"Mom will be getting paid soon."

The Children's Palace also gave Zhao Yinghua a house in a mountain city, which is also a stilted building near the water. Because the class was in the evening, and for three consecutive days, Zhao Yinghua discussed with his daughter-in-law, and the three days of class , I lived in Shancheng for two days, and then went back to live with my son and daughter-in-law for two days to help take care of Comrade Xiao Huihui.

Jiang Shuangling took Qi Yue and Jiang Che to help with cleaning, and arranged simple furniture together. Most of the houses here are the teachers of the Children's Palace, except for those who teach art and calligraphy , as well as those who teach musical instruments, so from time to time there will be sounds of various practicing instruments.

At this moment, the sound of the flute floated along the river. The melodious flute sound was very lively, and the music was very rhythmic. Qi Yue, who was originally running around the room with Jiang Che, , couldn't help but stop and hum along with the flute.

Before the sound of the flute passed, there seemed to be a sound of erhu, which made the river a bit more desolate.

"It's still a bit noisy during the day."

"Master He said that there will be no sound during noon and night breaks."

Zhao Yinghua nodded, "Some voices are good. When people are old, they like to be lively, and they like to listen to loud noises. Anyway, my ears are not very good."

"Noisy, I like it, it's popular."

"Is there any teacher practicing? The flute is really good."

"Maybe, there are teachers from the Children's Palace living nearby."

"This is very interesting. When I was young, I also wanted to learn to play the flute, but I learned it for a long time, but I couldn't play it, and I didn't learn it later."

"Mom, if you want to learn, wait a few days to get acquainted with the neighbor next door, and follow along."

"Sure, I can hear this erhu sound not bad." Zhao Yinghua thought, she should learn a musical instrument to cultivate her sentiments.

Qi Yue and Jiang Che hummed to the sound of the flute, and ran over curiously after hearing the conversation between Jiang Shuangling and Zhao Yinghua.

Jiang Shuangling looked down at the two little ghosts, "Ayue, what's the matter?"

"Mom, what kind of musical instrument do you think I should learn?" Qi Yue tilted his head and asked curiously.

He not only likes to participate in the chorus, but now he heard his grandmother say that he wants to learn a musical instrument, flute, erhu or something, he thinks he should learn something too.

He just thought the flute sound was very nice.

"Sister, I also want to learn to play the flute." Jiang Che tugged at Qi Yue's sleeve, he had more goals than Comrade Qi Yue, and he said he wanted to learn to play the flute when he was called.

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

One head and two big.

Seeing the excited little eyes of these two people, Comrade Xiao Jiang felt a dull pain in the back of his head for some reason, and his head was as big as a bucket.

I think of the scene when Qi Heng was playing the harmonica...

"Do you really want to learn some musical instruments?" Comrade Xiao Jiang was frightened, it was already scary for a Qi Heng to learn the harmonica, the little boys would learn flute and erhu together...

Will Pharaoh next door sue their house for disturbing the people...

Of course, there is a greater probability that Comrade Xiao Wang next door will disturb the people along with him, maybe he will learn a trumpet or something, and he will become a juvenile honor guard in the future.

"Sister, I want to learn!

Qi's louder voice: "I want to learn too!"

Zhao Yinghua over there smiled and said: "Well, learn all, learn all, tomorrow grandma will buy a flute back."

"Next time you come to study, or will Grandma teach you after she has learned?" Zhao Yinghua joined the children's topic with great interest.

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

"Wait, I think the flute is too difficult to learn, do you want to consider learning something simpler first?"

Qi Yue: "What's simpler?"

"Learn to play the harmonica, we have a harmonica at home, Comrade Qi Heng can play the harmonica, let him teach you, the harmonica is a simple instrument, and it sounds as soon as you play it."

Qi Yue: "Harmonica?"

Jiang Che: "Harmonica!?"

Zhao Yinghua: "Xiao Wu still plays the harmonica?!"

Jiang Shuangling's scalp is numb: "Yes, he can play the harmonica."

After cleaning up the house, Jiang Shuangling and Zhao Yinghua took the two little guys back. On the way back, Zhao Yinghua was punting the boat. She learned to punter very quickly. Jiang Shuangling and her took turns supporting the bamboo Penny go back.

Once he got home, Qi Yue couldn't wait to run to his father and shouted, "Dad, play the harmonica."

Qi Heng: "...?"

Qi Heng looked at Jiang Shuangling with an inexplicable look on her face, Jiang Shuangling gave a helpless look, and said with added jealousy: "The child wants to see you play the harmonica, oh no, it is the child who wants to learn to play the harmonica."

"You teach the children to blow."

In Jiang Shuangling's opinion, it is better for children to learn to play the harmonica than to play the flute and erhu.

To play the erhu and play the trumpet at home, I really can't stand it.

She might as well watch the pig diving.

Qi Heng took out the violin and played it for the children. Although it was tuned the whole time, it seemed like a jamming sound from a robot, but he could indeed hear some rhythms.

The cubs were very excited, they couldn't tell the difference between good and bad, they thought it sounded pretty good.

"Dad, teach me to play the harmonica!" Comrade Qi Yuexiao was not picky at all.

Qi Heng: "...Okay."

So just like this, Qi Heng began to practice harmonica at home with his two cubs. Fortunately, their yard is relatively large now, and they are far away from the neighbors, so there is no problem of disturbing the people for the time being.

Jiang Shuangling hugged Xiao Huihui and listened to the three of them playing, she could only accept it helplessly.

Soundsick father and son.

She looked down at the cub in her arms, "Cub, do you still look like your mother?"

"Sip!"

Listening to the sound of the harmonica over there, the little guy in his arms also wanted to go in the direction of his father, brother and uncle.

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

An unpleasant feeling crept into my mind.

Jiang Shuangling swallowed her saliva and felt that she should prevent the men of the Qi family from coming into contact with Erhu.

Without pulling the erhu, they can still be relatives.

Unexpectedly, the erhu appeared in the old Wang's house next door within a few days. It is said that Wang Xuekai accidentally saw Qi Heng teaching the cubs in the family how to play the harmonica, maybe he heard it from Wang Yunsheng Yes, so Wang Xuekai also remembered the musical instrument he knew.

—Erhu.

Wang Xuekai happily borrowed a handful of erhu from a fellow villager, ran home happily, and showed off in front of Wang Xiazhi: "Daughter-in-law, I will pull erhu."

"I learned from my grandfather since I was a child, but I didn't find the suona, otherwise I could still blow the suona to listen to you!

Wang Xiazhi was surprised: "You still play Erhu? I haven't heard you pull it for so many years."

"Of course, I've known it since I was a child, and now I'm guessing I'm a little handicapped, wait for me to practice for a few days to find out."

"Okay, you practice."

Therefore, Wang Xuekai next door played Erhu at home...

At this time, Jiang Shuangling felt that it was a wise move to buy a harmonica for Qi Heng.

Look, at least Comrade Qi will not pull the erhu for no reason.

The erhu pulled by Pharaoh next door is a broken gong, like pulling an old bellows.

Wang Xiazhi endured it for a few days, and then scolded Wang Xuekai, and the erhu was also confiscated.

"I even play cotton better than you."

The entire Qi family next door was also relieved, especially Jiang Shuangling.

One day later, Wang Xiazhi came to Jiang Shuangling and asked her, "What is the style of your harmonica? Where did you buy it? I'll buy one too..."

"I bought it from the Rongcheng Department Store. It's a uniform style. It's an ordinary style. I gave it to Qi Heng as a gift."

"I also bought a harmonica for my family, he must not play the erhu and suona in front of me."

"He got his soul out!

"Damn, after listening to his erhu sound, I had nightmares for a few days. I dreamed that my grandmother died..."

Jiang Shuangling: "It's also embarrassing you."

In this way, the father and son of the Qi family and the father and son of the Wang family next door embarked on the road of playing the harmonica.

Anyway…

These people who are hard to listen to get together, so Qi Heng gradually has a subtle self-confidence, because Comrade Qi found that he is still the best among them.

After all, he learns first.

Qi Heng saw Jiang Shuangling when he was free, just like a male peacock opening his screen, deliberately blowing it to Jiang Shuangling.

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

Comrade Xiao Jiang thought, I will not attack this little comrade's self-confidence.

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Jiang Shuangling was eating osmanthus glutinous rice lotus root and received a letter from Wang Xueshu and Xue Li. While reading the letter, she fed Comrade Xiao Huihui finger biscuits.

Wang Xueshu said a lot about Junsheng in the letter, and kept asking how Meisheng was?

Jiang Shuangling thought to herself, their family is beautiful... No, their little Huihui is getting bigger and bigger, and she will almost recognize people, at least not like the beginning, shouting to Jiang Shuangling: "Dad Daddy Daddy..."

I won't call Qi Heng mom.

Don't say it, the little brat was very energetic when he called Qi Heng's mother.

Jiang Shuangling wanted to record that scene, but she had no chance.

Mother Qi is also very sweet.

Xue Li cried in the letter and complained that the painting Jiang Shuangling sent in the past was robbed by Mr. He. She hoped that Jiang Shuangling could make up another copy. She also said that the other two of them had also been painted by Rong Cheng. The pictorial accepted it, but it would take a few months to publish it.

…

The letter is a good thing that makes people feel happy, Jiang Shuangling is happy for them.

Jiang Shuangling wrote a reply, talking about her life in Shancheng, becoming an art teacher in an elementary school, and of course, there are interesting things in life, such as seeing pigs diving, and, for example, encountering monkey robbery...

These interesting pictures are not only written, but also drawn.

Jiang Shuangling couldn't help laughing a few times while looking at the pig diving map and the monkey robbery map in her hands.

"If many, many years later, if I become a famous painter, will these paintings become my historical black map? I didn't expect Master Jiang to paint these things."

"Her life is really interesting..." Jiang Shuangling pretended to read it again in the broadcast voice.

All of these premise, of course:

"I have to become a famous painter first."

Forget it, Comrade Xiao Jiang felt that it might be difficult for him to see this scene before he was alive, but maybe after he died.

Many painters became famous after death.

"That has nothing to do with me alive."

On the Mid-Autumn Festival, the school had a half-day holiday. The children went home after the morning class. The teacher stayed at the school, and several female teachers gathered together to make moon cakes.

Jiang Shuangling also made moon cakes.

In addition to the female teacher, several family members of the male teacher and sister-in-law from the nearby village came over to join in the fun.

Jiang Shuangling only planned to participate in the atmosphere of the teachers making moon cakes, and didn't want to stay too long, she was in a hurry to go home to meet a few cubs and a certain man.

Of course, if she wants to see a certain man, she may not be able to see it when she goes back.

"How are your children? ... Your husband doesn't care?"

"It's all the same, the good ones don't learn the bad ones... just like his dad."

"Mr. Xiao Zeng, are you not married yet? You must keep your eyes open before getting married."

Teacher Zeng hummed a few times, Jiang Shuangling immersed herself in her work, and did not participate much in their parenting. With more women gathered together, there are always various topics to talk about, nothing more than The men and children in the family, as well as the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, etc., listen to the unmarried people, and the married people can't help but suffer...

Jiang Shuangling rarely participates in these topics. She has nothing to complain about, and she doesn't like to talk about her own affairs in front of outsiders, so she acts as an auditor.

I don't know why, but this time it happened to her.

"Mr. Jiang, why have you never said anything about your lover?"